"Very nice, babe," he said to the nurse, who held her position as if booty turned into a statue. "What's latina your name, anyway?"
This fat was incredible booty. This gorgeous doll of a nurse apparently would do anything he said. But she didn tuesday't look or act fat "hypnotized" in the stereotypical latina sense: her eyes weren't glazed, she spoke in a normal voice, she moved like a regular person and not a B-movie zombie.
"Good girl, Rhonda." Paul thought for booty a moment. "You know, it's hardly fair for booty me to get all the pleasure out bootyfatlatina of this arrangement. So booty here's what we're sexy going to try, Rhonda fat tuesday. Whenever you hear my voice say booty, 'Good girl, Rhonda,' you'll feel booty an overpowering sexual booty pleasure, strong booty enough to booty make you come no booty matter what. And each time you bootyfatlatina feel the pleasure, it'll be stronger than it booty was the time before, until you reach whatever your personal limit is. Do you understand me, Rhonda?"
"--th fat-thithiiiiieeeeeeeee bootyfatlatina---!" Rhonda stiffened, her fat back arching, eyes crossing booty; she writhed tuesday, then fell to her knees beside Paul's fat bed.
"Good girl, Rhonda." The fat nurse toppled over booty, glassy-eyed, scrambling to tear off her bootyfatlatina clothing as her body spasmed uncontrollably.
"Perfectly normal," Dr. Steiner said. "Good news. We're still going fat tuesday over the fat tuesday tests, but early indications are that we got the whole booty tumor. If you're lucky, you won't need more than a mild course of chemotherapy."
"Great, Doctor." Bennett was exultant. What good would it be to gain the power to make people do his bidding fat if he were going to die soon?
"Very booty nice." Paul booty thought bootyfatlatina for a booty moment: what would be bootyfatlatina a good test?
But tuesday then why had Dr. Steiner been unaffected booty? Could it tuesday be, Paul latina wondered, that his--"power"--worked only bootyfatlatina on women bootyfatlatina?
It was possible, he supposed. He booty'd heard that booty the hearing ranges of men and booty women were slightly different, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies latina than men were. If the "something extra" his voice had gained fat were some magic booty high frequency, it sexy might affect men and women differently booty.
Just how far his sexy control extended, wasn't sure he wanted to know. It was already clear that he could override normal moral restraints latina. His first efforts booty with Rhonda and Jasmine had indicated that fat tuesday, and he fat tuesday'd arranged a get-together between the two of them which had proved that even basic sexual orientation could be altered at his whim; he bootyfatlatina wished he'd had a camera for that episode. But bootyfatlatina he couldn't bring himself to order one fat of his "voice puppets," as he was starting to think of them, to actually hurt or kill someone sexy. He was afraid she'd do it, as willingly as she would obey any booty other instruction bootyfatlatina. And what booty would booty that make him?
And she hated Paul's fat tuesday guts. She seemed never to miss an opportunity to put him fat down, and did her best to keep booty him from getting any real credit for anything. She, in booty fact, was bootyfatlatina the reason fat he bootyfatlatina had given up on ever latina being promoted latina. He'd watched others with sales records far inferior to booty his pass booty him on the fat corporate booty ladder; some of them had been people sexy he'd trained. But bootyfatlatina there fat tuesday had been fat tuesday nothing tuesday he could bootyfatlatina do about it, nothing but grit his teeth and soldier on.
Suppressing tuesday the urge to ask her what she wanted to talk about--it didn't matter, after fat tuesday all fat tuesday, not now--he answered, "On my way, Ms. Sands." He got up fat and walked casually over to her fat office, opened the door and went in. Carefully, he shut the door behind him and sat down in tuesday the chair sexy next to her desk.
"I don't blame booty her for being angry. If it were me, I'd be suing." Ms. Sands reached up a hand to tip her glasses down, then booty looked at him over the rims. "As it is, she latina's cancelling one of booty our biggest accounts fat. Unless," she bootyfatlatina smiled grimly, "we fire you. She's willing to keep her insurance, even under the booty circumstances, on that condition."
Well, it didn't matter latina now.
Ms. Sands' expression softened. She sexy nodded. "Yes latina, Paul." Then latina, with fat a touch of her former steel, "Don't call me bootyfatlatina Charlene. It's booty Ms. Sands to you, is that clear, Mr. Bennett?"
"RRRRRARRRRRR fat tuesday." Charlene launched herself booty across her desk at him, knocking him out of his chair. The two of them fat went down in a heap. Then, for a time, both of them forgot about everything but each other.
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